A note- Hello! I really need a beta because my writing is starting to channel my tiredness and I'm pretty sure that's not a good thing. I did tell you that the story will not be entirely angsty. Yes that stuff will come later but not just yet. Also, please don't put Annika in a bad light because she isn't a villain. Nobody's a villain. I don't own much.
The week flew by in a tizzy.
Al and Cas had another fight- a major one this time.
"I hate you!"
"The feeling's mutual!"
I have no clue what it was about but I did see Cas carefully place a tripping hex just before Alice Longbottom came by the corner. The fifth year was a big one so a lot of my time was spent in library. The best way to escape the apparent Cold War I'd say.
The first thing today was potions.
We had to brew the draught of peace today. How sanctimonious was that? I'd brought all of ingredients today and ensured their safety by making the containers, break-proof.
"'Lo,"
Rose Weasley was setting her ingredients down next to mine. Her bushy red hair was obstructing my view.
The furitive whispering began again.
What was Rose doing sitting with a Slytherin, that too a Malfoy? Fraternising with the enemy? Becoming a neo-death eater? Learning the secret behind his amazing hair?
Alright I made the last one up but it was something similar to that. A chubby girl with her hair in pigtails frantically hissed at Rose.
It wasn't the first time this had happened and it certainly wouldn't be the last. But there was something that took me off guard. I heard the words from my housemates. They were no better.
I've been through this a million times. The name calling and all the other pleasantries that come with your father having been a part of the army of Voldemort. Father still refused to call him that, said it brought up too much of the bad up.
Al was looking straight yet the blackboard. His eyes were set in the look that I'd like to call the 'nothing hurts Albus Severus Potter' look. Cas was giving me a look drenched with sympathy.
I turned to Rose who was humming the old classic 'Do the Hippogriff'. She raised an eyebrow as though saying- "what can we do about it?"
Slughorn arrived, patting a few people on their backs and looking morbidly enthused as usual. Like that was anything new.
"... The students who brew the potion perfectly will get a-"
"Detention," came Rose's whisper.
"What?" I mouthed.
'We,' she mimed, 'are going to make Slughorn blow his "what" off?'
'What are you saying?'
'We're going to land ourselves in detention.'
That sounded oh-so-Gryffindor but why not?
I mouthed an "okay" and Rose grinned. What was I getting myself into?
Annika was staring at me, an unrecognisable expression on her face. I winked at her and have a small smile, hoping that she'd smile back. She did.
I only half heard Slughorn telling us to start the potion. Annika Morris was still smiling, checking her (rather stunning) reflection in the mirror as she did. I wonder why I had never noticed her before. Her olive skin and sleek black hair and the way she she'd narrow her eyes as she'd concentrate-
My thought was cut off as a blow came to my arm. Rose Weasley was hitting me with her wooden spoon. Why was it always her?
"I have a huge bucket list Scorpion and if you don't help me then I'll get the detention on my own!" It was the first time she'd mentioned dying since the night at the Quidditch pitch.
"Alright- what exactly -will bag us the detention?"
Rose fished out a small pack of brown, bead-like seeds which seemed to glow. Fireseeds, add a few in water and boom! Was she planning on destroying the classroom?
I asked her that. She laughed, shaking her head.
"They make a bang if you chuck 'em on the floor hard. A bit like crackers but less smoke and fire." I was about to say something when Rose handed me a couple of fireseeds. They were painfully hot to hold.
"At three," Rose counted the numbers down as she fished out a few seeds in her own hand.
Sure enough, there was a loud cracking sound. Al yelped and pulled on Flint's arm who was too busy covering his head. There were a few screams, exclamations of 'are you mad?' And the usual fair. Annika looked quite unperturbed -if not amused- by the scene.
Slughorn was standing in the middle of this mess looking like a featherless parakeet.
"Who did this?" He asked.
"It was us professor!" Rose chirruped brightly.
Slughorn frowned for a moment and shook his head.
"I'll ask you to be more careful in the future, Miss Weasley and Mister Malfoy."
With that the class reverted back to normal. Rose pouted. Of course Gryffindor shave no tact whatsoever. I'd has my share of wriggling out of detentions, let's see if I can wriggle into one.
"But professor, won't we get a detention for this?" I enquired, forcing the right amount of fear into my voice.
"Yeah, professor!" Rose caught on quickly.
Creevey snorted loudly, muttering something about 'goody two shoes'...
"People make mistakes my dear, no one is perfect." Slughorn said sagely.
This time Rose took the lead. What happened next was unexpectedly glorious.
"But professor we did it on purpose! We wasn't making mistakes but is a mistake a mistake if it ain't mistake? Ooh that is tough to repeat. I say you should try saying it five times fast. Is a mistake a mistake if it ain't a mista-"
"Miss-"
"No let us finish! I bet Freddie a galleon and five knuts that I'll get a detention today and boy he's a sore loser- you ought to close your mouth professor it looks mad- I was saying?
"Oh, yeah I smuggled fireseeds from Hagrid at the nick of dawn and don't I deserve a detention. We deserve a detention! I know, I know we're your favourites and Malfoy here is a good little prefect- aren't you Scorpion?"
"Yeah," I squeaked.
"But he worked for a detention too! I say we go and do the detention on our own shall we? We'll just pop into Filch's office and help set Mrs. Norris on fire. I hate that cat!"
She moved a step forward, trying to tell everyone that she actually meant it. The class was in hysterics. Goyle was laughing that weird laugh and even Abbie was grinning, showing off her mossy teeth, Al and Flint were pounding down on the table. The Gryffindors were practically roaring with laughter.
"Come along, Malfoy!"
This time professor Slughorn opened his mouth and closed it again. Then finally he spoke, sounding not as offended as we'd hoped.
"Oh-o! Oh-o! I'm impressed miss Weasley- I always love a sense of humour!" Rose looked crestfallen but Slughorn continued, "However fireseeds are a grade C banned substance so I'm afraid I'll have to put the both of you in detention."
I gave a small whoop, which drew all eyes to me. Then Rose gave me a triumphant look.
The class ended and Rose was home before I could say another word. However I was cornered by Annika.
"You and your girlfriend were great back there!" She forced a smile.
"She's not my girlfriend!" I said a bit too loudly.
"Oh," colour flooded to her cheeks, and was she looking relieved.
"Oh," said and she reluctantly smiled- a real one this time.
"Yeah, I'll see you around?" She picked her bag up and walked out.
"Yeah," I breathed.
Cas immediately gave me a large thumbs up. I felt my cheeks smart.
"What?"
She gave me a cheshire grin and shook her head. I have no idea why she did that.
